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Chapter 125 Recreating Your Death [Fourth Update, Requesting Monthly Tickets]

Zhao Yingkong did not think that asking for help was a shameful thing in such a duel.

The girl was not alone. She had teammates and a respected teacher.

A small crack quietly appeared in the inner world.

Twelve pale blue energy crystals were scattered from it.

That's not necessary...

Feeling a slight "dissatisfaction" at the teacher's waste, Zhao Yingkong's smile widened.

"Ding!"

The weapons of both sides clashed again, resulting in a clash of evenly matched forces.

The smile on Zhao Zhuikong's face gradually disappeared, and he continued to launch attacks with a cold expression.

Sense of threat...

Whether it was the happy expression on her face or the ever-increasing aura emanating from her.

All of this gave Zhao Zhuikong a sense of threat.

Incredible. This was the first time he had felt this way since entering the Main God Space.

The other person was no longer the genius he looked up to; he was just a little apple occupying a body...

Are they ripe already? It seems the little apples I planted with my own hands have fallen into the hands of a sneaky thief...

"Little Apple...you've really fallen from grace. It seems you've forgotten the wonderful times we spent together."

In the midst of the close combat, Zhao Zhuikong tilted his head, his gaze sweeping over the fallen crystals... and the location where the spatial rift had just appeared.

A sudden gust of wind blew him away!
呲......

The sound of shoes scraping against the gravel made Zhao Zhuikong adjust his posture and stand still again.

Directly in front of them, the flame patterns on Zhao Yingkong's body had quietly disappeared... No, the curse mark hadn't disappeared, but had covered her entire body.

This is the second state. Unlike Sasuke Uchiha's cursed seal, at the request of the master and disciple, Chu Xuan made some minor optimizations to the appearance of the cursed seal.

A faint iridescent glow appeared on Zhao Ying's fair skin, and a golden four-pointed star pattern appeared on her forehead.

Then, there were the enormous wings that stretched out from her back... like the claws of a celestial dragon, with pure white scales that reflected a dazzling rainbow-like luster.

"Cool...and really big." Cheng Xiao, who had already woken up, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

……

His remarks drew strange looks from his teammates. The men all gave him a "you've got guts" look, while the female teammates...

Both Zhan Lan and Ming Yanwei wore dangerous smiles as the giant axe and snake head, tens of meters tall, were unveiled at this moment.

"Gurgle... I meant wings," Cheng Xiao quickly explained.

—You'd better talk about wings.

As soon as Fang Ge had a thought, Cheng Xiao's feet suddenly gave way, and he was buried deep inside, with only his head exposed.

"Just a little punishment... I'll let you out in a bit."

"Haha..." Cheng Xiao chuckled awkwardly, without complaining.

"That guy named Zhao Zhuikong... is very strong."

Zheng Zha refocused his attention on the battle, "Incredible control of power, every contact is just right, without even a bit of extra force."

"Haven't he been struggling to hold on all this time?"

As an outsider, Luo Gandao could only see the surface of things: "Every time Zhao Yingkong released a ninjutsu, he could only block or dodge it."

"Captain, you've always had a keen eye for talent, what do you think?" Qi Teng asked.

—No wonder you're from Shandong. If you hadn't been tricked into tomb raiding, you should have taken the civil service exam.

"It's about even... It depends on whether Zhao Zhuikong has the ability to dodge the [Qilin]." Fang Ge gave this answer.

The Qilin's power is overwhelming; its speed is fast enough, and its range is vast enough.

If Zhao Zhuikong hadn't mastered the Light of the Mind at this time, he would definitely have been killed. After all, there's always a limit to how much energy one can use to counteract an attack.

Zhao Yingkong flapped her wings and took off into the air. As she flapped her talons, electricity surged in mid-air.

She spoke coldly, "I'll ask you one last time. Why did you do this?"

"I've done so many things that I don't even know which one my little cousin is referring to. Can you remind me?"

Zhao Zhuikong's smile was icy, devoid of any warmth.

He made a sword-wielding stance, and black energy gathered on the blade without dissipating in the slightest.

"The same old lines again... How boring."

Zhao Yingkong began to feel impatient. This scene seemed familiar. In the end, Zhao Zhuikong would use that set of words about "testing the quantity" to end the conversation.

She was tired of hearing this cliché, and she said coldly:
"I'm not like you. You stepped over the corpses of your brothers and sisters, destroying things worth cherishing with your own hands... Zhao Zhuikong, and you actually feel proud of that?"
Zhao Zhuikong's icy gaze suddenly trembled.

“Capacity… I only know that strength does not refer to will, but rather to the phenomena caused by matter.”

Zhao Yingkong calmly put away her twin daggers and raised her left hand.

"Thorn-"

The twelve A-grade electric energy crystals that Fang Ge had thrown out earlier all exploded at this moment!
Thunder!

Fiery, dazzling lightning!
A hundred-foot bolt of lightning erupted forth, all the white light merging together, dazzling in its brilliance—this was the world of lightning!
Thunderstorms were everywhere, and every inch of space was filled with terrifying light, enough to destroy everything.

"This is……"

Zhao Zhuikong saw the purest coldness in the other person's Sharingan.

This magnitude of lightning, guided by the girl, soared up and gathered above her.

"I told you... these eyes can now see you die!"

She really wants to kill herself... and she really could do it.

...At this distance, is it possible to collect the other person's soul by opening the door?

Zhao Zhuikong knew that the arrow was already on the bowstring and had no choice but to be released.

He leaped to his feet and brandished the long sword in his hand.

The jet-black blade light was incredibly solid, soaring into the sky, its target aimed directly at Zhao Yingkong's head!
"Humph……"

Zhao Yingkong, of course, did not dodge; she knew she couldn't.

The blade's edge broke through the lightning protecting his body, and after being slightly weakened, it struck him.

pain!
Although her wing claws were severed, Zhao Yingkong did not fall.

Before much blood even flowed from the wound, it was charred by the lightning.

Her hand was still raised high, and a huge thunder beast materialized above her!

"Disappear amidst the thunder, Qilin!"

The girl's hand lashed out mercilessly.

How fast does lightning travel? So fast that it's almost impossible to dodge.

The Thunder Beast lunged at Zhao Zhuikong!

"boom!"

This was no longer a single bolt of lightning; it could be described as a sea of ​​lightning, with endless white light gathering together and pressing down.

Lightning crackled and filled every inch of space; the electric light was like a sea, engulfing the sand dunes!
Zhao Zhuikong's figure also completely disappeared from Zhao Yingkong's sight.

"finished?"

Zhao Yingkong did not believe that anyone could survive such an attack.

This technique doesn't consume much chakra, but Zhao Zhuikong's Undying Slash still put a great burden on the girl.

She expended a lot of chakra to release Chidori Stream; otherwise, how could Zhao Zhuikong's all-out attack have only cut off one of her wings?

However... the bonus points notification has yet to appear.

Zhao Yingkong could no longer withstand the burden brought by the second cursed seal. She slowly withdrew from the cursed seal state and used her Sharingan to search for Zhao Zhuikong's whereabouts...

No... nowhere...

Everything seemed calm, except for the crystallized sand, which testified to the intensity of the battle that had just taken place.

The airflow was also calm, with nothing unusual.

Suddenly, the light changed slightly!

Oh no... a spatial magic spell?
Before Zhao Yingkong could turn around, she realized that she had been hugged around the waist.

She instinctively pressed herself against the person who approached, so as not to interfere with their combat.

"The third sword!"

"Ding!"

A sword and a blade clashed at that moment. In the end, the swordsman stood firm, while the knife-wielder retreated a few steps.

"Crack-"

Something must have suddenly shattered.

what is it then?

Fang Ge's lips curled up slightly.

(End of this chapter)